Flashlight Night

February 12, 2010
Walking through
Overgrown green foliage
Down the gravel path
In mid night

Dodging trees
With tires and Driftwood
Glancing at broken bikes
Begging me to fix them
Rondo laying
On the wooden palette

The yellow beam
Shines over everything
Rondo, coons, and so much more

I’m filled with sounds
Of Rondo trotting and Pooch yowling
Thoughts like, “Where’d the light go?”
Bombarde me
From all around

I feel
Calm, yet nervous
Dull, yet eccentric
Relaxed, yet tense
Safe, yet in danger
Only two words can describe this

Flashlight night

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